Inside my SOUL...A Poem by An owl on the moonAn older piece revisited...
Pale and clouded, lying motionless; winter’s fury, summer’s flame. Faded faces, speaking shrilly, wrestling, stalking in my mind. Rising, weeping in a corner; laughing, racing in a field. Still and stable, screeching silence; crawling age and creeping years. I stand on winter’s crippling strand, staring and shaking by the sight of embering photos in a drawer, bathed in memory’s dying dust. And yet this moment I have peace, for hope is seared inside my soul.
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